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"Maddie, Daniel, Jasmine, Ms. Manson and Mr. Foley it is wonderful to see you all again." I watched as Mr. Masters greeted his guests at the front door of the castle with a warm smile, well everyone but the other older gentlemen. I sighed and shook my head, Mr. Masters had already informed me of the guests he was inviting to the Castle a week or so back. The Fentons and their young sons' friends. "Heh, that kid doesn't look like much but he can sure pack a punch." I turned from the window and went back over to Mr. Masters desk where I was working. "Pack a punch and pack you three into a thermos, he must be an extraordinary young boy." Vulture number one who spoke first shook his head while vulture number two spoke. "You don't have any say in that young missy." Vulture number three nodded "Yeah Yeah, you have no idea how crammed it is in there." I smirked at the three over my glasses and lightly shook my head.
"I have someone that I would love for you all to meet." I heard Mr. Masters say from down the hall. I quickly looked over to the three Vultures and sent them a pleading look. "ah ah ah young missy we are not doing a thing." And then those old birds left me there. I sighed and took off my glasses rubbing my eyes. "The pay is worth the headache…the pay is worth the headache…Advil prices don't put much of a dent in your budget…keep reciting this." I took a deep breath just as Mr. Masters opened the door and lend his Guests inside. I forced a smile and stood up to walk over to them. "This is Ms. Ilona, she is my new personal assistant." I nodded to everyone "Genevieve, I'm sure you know everyone's names?" I nodded "Yes Mr. Masters." He nodded back to me and then looked back to his desk. "Are we interrupting your work?" I nodded again "Yes Mr. Masters."
"A pity, Come along everyone, I'm sure that after that long ride here you all must be famished, lunch is my treat. I will not take no for an answer" so no one said no to him, big surprise. I turned and walked back to the desk. "Where are you going fair Genevieve?" I turned and looked back at Mr. Masters. "Back to work sir." He smiled "When I said everyone that included you." I shook my head no "Sir I still have work that needs to be finished…" he cut me off "You can finish it another time, it's a lovely day and you haven't left the castle since Tuesday, now come along." I sighed and frowned before walking out the door with him. Some people would find this sweet, it annoys me beyond comprehension.
Later that night after I had shown Mr. Masters guests to their rooms I went back to the study to finish my work. When I entered the study it was dark, which I was use to after living in the castle for as long as I had. So I walked over to the desk and turned on the lamp. I sat down pulled out what I needed and started to go over everything. I stayed there for an hour before I heard the door open. I looked at my watch before looking up; it was already 11:30. now when I did look up I expected the vultures or some other ghost or even Mr. Masters himself telling me that I had worked enough and it was time for bed. What I didn't expect was the "Ghost Boy" the vultures spoke of and his friends standing there.
I quickly gave a small smile "Can I help you three?" the boy, Daniel, stepped forward "Yeah you can, why are you working for him?" I frowned and sighed, I suppose I should have seen this coming. "Because as an adult with bills to pay it would be most logical that I have a good or at least decent job to pay them with." I must have caught them off guard from the looks on there faces. "Wait, don't you know what he is?" Daniel asked. I smirked "Another rich guy who believes he can buy the world?" they all looked at one another before I stood up from my seat. "If you all will excuse me, I will be going to bed. I wish you all a good night and pleasant dreams." I walked past them all and left the room. However as I walked a thought plagued my mind. I knew Mr. Masters had interactions with ghosts of all kind and I could tolerate this as long as they didn't bother me and it was nothing I needed to be involved in. so far it had been, but what the boy said struck me as off. Why would he ask if I new what Mr. Masters was?
